Wu Shattered Star River

Since he had decided to do it, Jiang Han no longer hesitated and directly controlled the Haotian Stone to pierce the boundary wall and enter this interface.

After entering, he didn't bother to investigate, controlling the Haotian Stone to fly towards the largest city in this interface.

Because all the strong individuals and large armies were entrenched near the largest interface—this was what he learned from soul-searching several Wanfo Hall scouts he had captured.

This interface was the interface of a small clan. After being conquered by Wanfo Hall, most of the interface's cultivators were either killed or captured.

Jiang Han arrived near the main city of the interface. Many military camps had been built outside the city, densely packed and seemingly without end.

The Haotian Stone flew very fast, arriving before the nearby soldiers could react.

Jiang Han released his soul power and sensed the surroundings, feeling somewhat speechless.

Because within the military camps, he discovered many cultivators hanging on pillars, and some female cultivators were also hanging, naked, with some cultivators nearby pointing and commenting.

Most of the races under Wanfo Hall's command had not taken monastic vows, but they all believed in Buddhism and were considered Buddhist disciples.

A group of Buddhist disciples were actually abusing the races of the Eternal Night Land in such a way, and some women had obviously been raped, their bodies a complete mess.

What kind of Buddhist disciples were these?

Anger appeared in Jiang Han's eyes. If it were demons or gods, he might have been able to accept it better, but the Buddhist sect constantly spoke of compassion and precepts, making them seem even more violent than demons.

"Shoo, shoo, shoo!"

The soldiers finally reacted, and countless soldiers flew towards the stone pillar, along with several King-level powerhouses, all taking out their weapons and staring at the Haotian Stone warily.

"Old Deng!"

Jiang Han turned his gaze to Deng, who was in the corner, and asked, "How is your recovery going?"

Deng stood up and said, "I've basically recovered, no problem going into battle!"

"Good!"

Jiang Han nodded and said, "There is a Bodhisattva from Wanfo Hall outside, whose combat power is at the bottom of the Heavenly Emperor realm. I don't need you to kill him, just hold him back. All the remaining twenty-seven cultivators, move out and slaughter the army and powerhouses outside for me!"

"As you command!"

The group of cultivators excitedly accepted the order. Going into battle meant they could earn merit, and earning merit would allow Jiang Han to reduce their service time.

Reducing their service by ten or several decades with each meritorious service, then ten thousand years would pass quickly.

"Go!"

Jiang Han waved his hand, releasing all twenty-eight cultivators. As soon as the dozens of cultivators appeared, they immediately activated their auras and scanned the surroundings.

"Amitabha, what kind of evildoer is this?"

An old monk in the city was immediately alarmed and soared into the sky. He wore a golden cassock, carried a Zen staff, had long earlobes, and a solemn face. He locked his gaze on Old Deng, his expression becoming serious.

"Shoo, shoo, shoo!"

More than a dozen monks quickly flew up from the city, all of them Emperor-level, the Vajras of Wanfo Hall.

"Kill!"

Old Deng let out a long roar and took the lead in rushing towards the old monk. The remaining twenty-seven Emperor-level cultivators ignored the nearby soldiers, locking their gazes on the dozen or so Vajras in the city, all rushing over with ecstasy.

In their opinion, what was the point of killing ordinary soldiers to earn merit?

Only by killing these dozen Emperor-level cultivators would they earn merit. There were more than twenty of them, but only a dozen Emperor-level cultivators, not enough to go around, so these twenty-seven cultivators rushed over so eagerly.

Some Emperor-level cultivators even cast their gazes on the old monk, wondering if they should join forces with Old Deng to kill this old monk?

Old Deng had four wings on his back, and his speed was extremely fast. He flashed and arrived next to the old monk.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk opened his mouth and roared, and the space was actually shaken by his voice, creating huge ripples. This was obviously a secret technique, and Old Deng's speed suddenly slowed down.

"Hmph!"

Old Deng snorted coldly, and the tattoos on his face lit up, like small worms. Then they actually kept swimming, and then shot out from his face, their speed extremely perverted, disappearing into the old monk's body in a flash.

This was Old Deng's race's unique skill. The tattoos on his face were not actually tattoos, but a special kind of worm that they raised with their own blood essence.

These worms could enter the enemy's body, absorb flesh and energy, and attack the soul.

Dozens of small worms entered the old monk's body, and the old monk's body trembled. Before he could react, Old Deng's tail suddenly lengthened, and a horizontal sweep sent the old monk flying out.

"Shoo!"

Old Deng pressed on relentlessly, continuing to rush over and fight with the old monk.

He ignored the other Vajras. His task was to hold back the old monk, and as long as he held him back, he would have completed the task and earned merit.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Hahaha, delightful, delightful!"

"Slaughter all these bald donkeys!"

The remaining twenty-seven cultivators frantically began to besiege the dozen or so Vajras. They outnumbered the Vajras by two to one, and these cultivators were not weak. The weak ones had all died long ago.

So the battle was almost one-sided. After only a few encounters, four Vajras were quickly killed.

Saying they were Vajras did not mean that they had all cultivated the Vajra Supreme Treasure Body. Only four of the Vajras had cultivated the Treasure Body, with strong physical defenses. The rest were miserable, and many were quickly severely injured.

"爽!" (Shuǎng!) – Awesome!

Jiang Han sat cross-legged inside the Haotian Stone, sensing the situation outside, with a faint smile on his face.

Having a group of thugs, not needing to take action himself, leisurely watching the show from the side, without any danger, this feeling was just too awesome.

"Green Head, you're injured, don't push yourself too hard, I don't want you to die here!"

"Two-Headed Monster, kill the one on your right first, that one is trying to escape…"

"Red Hair, one has escaped, you two go chase and kill him!"

Jiang Han leisurely directed from inside, controlling the overall situation. In fact, he didn't need to control it, the situation was completely one-sided, being suppressed and beaten, he was just bored…

"Boom, boom, boom!"

On the other side, Old Deng couldn't hold on. After all, that old monk was a Bodhisattva, and he quickly suppressed the worms in his body and began to beat Old Deng down.

However, Old Deng's defense was really good. He was hit many times by the old monk's Zen staff, but he was not severely injured.

"Two-Headed Monster, take five to support Old Deng!"

After waiting for a while, more than half of the dozen or so Vajras had died, and three had escaped. Jiang Han quickly ordered several cultivators to help Old Deng.

Old Deng's combat power was so strong, able to withstand Heavenly Emperor attacks, he didn't want Old Deng to die here.

The six Emperor-level cultivators rushed over, and the pressure on Old Deng's side was immediately reduced.

However, these six cultivators did not dare to get too close. The old monk's Buddha light was very strong. After being covered by the Buddha light, there would be a strong pressure, the speed would be suppressed, and it would be easy to be killed by the old monk.

After a stick or two of incense time passed, all eleven of the dozen or so Vajras were killed, except for the five who escaped.

"Slaughter the army!"

Jiang Han issued the order, and the remaining cultivators immediately pounced on the army, starting a massacre.

"孽畜, 孽畜!" (Nièchù, nièchù!) – Beasts, beasts!

The old monk trembled with anger. He roared in rage, "You dare to commit such a great evil today, no matter what force you come from, Buddha will never let you go. You will all fall into the Asura hell, never to rise again."

"Should we kill this old monk?"

Jiang Han's heart stirred. If he used the Haotian Stone formation, plus Old Deng's cooperation, he would have a chance to kill this old monk.

It just depended on when Void Hidden and the others would come to support?

If they only came after a few hours, then there would be a lot to gain!